I have seen batfam fics and ideas where time traveling Bruce gets the kids earlier and stops all the bad things from happening to them. But I can't help but want to combine this with the DCXDP demon twins AU.
Imagine time traveler Bruce showing up at the league of assassins years early demanding his son... Only for two children to come out. Now he is forced to learn he had another son no one told him about. He has no clue what happened to Danny in the original timeline, only that it must have been bad for Damian to have never mentioned it.
Twilight is a STRESSED pony, sometimes she just needs a hit š¤·š½āāļø
yes i drew twilight sparkle smoking a bong. yes im proud of it. yes i also spent way too long on the bong. i never expected to be drawing something like THIS at my grown age when i was a child watching this show, but here we are i guess.
Abandoned Mine
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*GE* Barn 2 (Dairy Focus)
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*GE* Catacombs
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*GE* Egyptian Pyramids
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*GE* GLOBAL WARMING (dystopian)
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finally done with the series that's been plaguing my dreams for a month
So the Justice League believes the Fentons and the GIW. Not completely, but enough. Thatās the bad news. The worse news is that they have Danny, and are apparently planning to use him in some kind of spell to banish all the ghosts from the living plane. Which, okay, sure, not the worst idea, except that trying to banish a Liminal is a great way to kill them instead, and guess what everyone in Amity Park is? Not to mention what powering such a ritual could do to Danny.
Tucker is not having a panic attack. He might have one later, but right now he has a job to do.
So the thing about the Justice League is that theyāre powerful and together they cover each otherās weaknesses, but individually they are, if not manageable, then at least survivable. They canāt take on the entire league, but Ghosts and their ilk have fangs for a reason, and every predator knows how to divide and conquer.
Technus and Skulker are using Lex Luthorās tech to deal with the Supers. Jazz has got emotional manipulation and FrightKnightās sword to take down the Flashes. Desiree agreed to start a mageās duel with the Justice League Dark. Sam, Ember, Johnny, and Kitty hopefully have the watchtower in hand, with Walker playing backup to get Danny free.
Tucker has two jobs. One, work with Technus to take down the Justice League communications without making it look like anything is up. Two, for the love of the Ancients, do not let the Bats realize something is wrong.
And you know what? Heās got this. Duul Aman was the most feared sorcerer of his time. Tucker isnāt him, not really, but heās no slouch in the magic department. Egyptian magic, the way Duul Aman knew it, was almost like code. Relearning it was as easy as breathing, but the real reason Tuckerās job is to deal with the bats is because he took it further than his last life ever could. Sure, heās a dab hand at illusions, his curses are almost as nasty as Samās, and instant sandstorms are never not useful, but where he really thrives is with tech. Afterall, if ectoplasm can be combined with computers, why canāt magic?
Tucker is the world's first technomage and heās goddamn proud of it.
Itās his saving grace now. Infiltrating Oracleās system took weeks, and he still wasnāt able to look at or do anything important, but it was enough of an opening for his magic. He wormed his illusion through every single piece of bat-tech he could reach, whispering in their ear, Gotham needs you. The Justice League is fine. Gotham is where the problems are.Ā
Weeks of work and sleepless nights, and he still doubts heāll be able to keep them from noticing anything for more than a few hours. Luckily, by that time Danny will be free and Tucker will be long gone from Gotham.
This confidence lasts until he brushes hands with another guy in the cafe. He can feel the bond snap into place, a soulmark crawling across his body. Tim Drake stares at him, eyes wide but sharp.Ā
Tim Drake.
Red Robin.
Shit.
Time to see whether fighting ghosts extends to fighting humans, because he is not letting this asshole mess up Dannyās rescue.
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The first thing Tim notices when he meets his soulmate is the rage in the manās eyes.
Theyāre really pretty eyes. A bright, glowing gold, lined in kohl. Almost certainly a sign of magic.Ā
They look at him like the man wants to turn him inside out and burn the remains. Timās a little offended, beneath the shock and awe.
āFuck,ā the man hisses. Timās offense is starting to supersede his surprise. Heās a catch, thank you very much.
He says as much. The man laughs, and itās almost friendly.Ā The cafe is empty. The people of Gotham have good instincts, and thereās something in the air around this man that puts Timās hackles up.
āYou know, I think thatād be more believable if you hadnāt started this.ā
Timās brow wrinkled. He felt like heād remember starting something with his soulmate though? What was he supposed to have started, anyway? Saying āthisā wasnāt very specific.Ā
He rolled and dodged to avoid the sudden lash of golden sand. Ah. A fight. He could do that. Figure out why his soulmate was angry later, defeat him now.
He reached up to call for backup and only got static.
Shit.
He was on his own. Time to show this bastard why underestimating a bat was a bad idea.
Thinking about Billy Batson again and about how unconventional he is in his approach to dealing with villains and their scheming and battling them in such a creative but ultimately childlike way that it psychologically befuddles his enemies.
Imagine Mister Mind using a phone to relay his monologue message via calling through it and saying something like-
"Hello Captain, I've been working on another, but better and newer scheme! This time, with my brilliant mind I've devised to kidnap half the citizen's in Fawcett city! And strap them to a beam that can vaporize the OTHER half of the citizens! A trolley problem of sorts! So meet me in the middle of the city and we canā"
"kshhk-- chhkkkk-- ch ch-- sorry, what? Kshhk-- kh kh-- you're breaking- cccchhhkk--"
"Whatā what are you doing?! The phone lines aren't even damaged!"
"sorry what?? Can'tā kkkhhhh-- hearā shhhk shhk-- you!"
"Why, you INSOLENT LITTLEā"
Meanwhile Marvel has already found and rescued the citizens held hostage with the use of his speed, while Mister Mind was just getting distracted by a childish prank, and then Marvel broke the beam thingy and flew to find Mister Mind in the center of the city and put him in a jar again, Mister Mind didn't account for the phone being taken ahold of and carried around as he was monologuing, winning Marvel time to get info and also distract him.
Also also! He could do something similar like use things that aren't typically expected of a "Demi god with ultimate magic powers who looks like he lives in a gym"ā
Picture this, Dr. Sivanna in his lab and he is ambushed by The Captain and uses every single thing at his disposal, grabbing ahold of a prototype acid or something he invented and holding the vial and then Marvel grabs it too and now they're wrestling each other but it's so stupid because Marvel literally is powerful enough to rip it out of his hands but instead he does the petty "Gimme! No! Mine! No, Mine!" Thing and then when Sivanna is distracted enough with this pettiness Marvel let's go and Sivanna is defeated by sheer gravity alone because he fell over and spilled the stuff on himself, thus ending up defeated by such silly trickery!
Imagine Marvel doing stuff like this around the League while they're fighting a super race invasion of aliens or something like that and Marvel just outdoes everyone by screaming "PILLOW FIGHT!" and whipping out a pillow out of nowhere and hitting the aliens and they're surprised and are all like "Oh it's nothing lol it's just a soft pillow, how could that harm mā" and it turns out there's magic rocks in the pillow and marvel is just socking it in their faces and laughing like it's a fun sleepover and the other aliens don't understand what the fuck is happening because That's A Pillow, but then they get absolutely destroyed and it's so funny, because Batman is minding his business taking out enemies and then he looks over and his teammate The Captain is piling bodies like a mountain with the use of one pillow and nothing else and there's feathers everywhere and his laughter is just ringing in everyone's ears and the aliens are running screaming stuff like "BROTHERS, RUUUUNNN" and then Marvel just bashes in their heads and he's covered in a little bit of blood and he's laughing and his smile is genuinely cheerful because he never had a sleepover and this is him taking a chance, but to the outside world it looks like he's experiencing bloodlust, but he never killed anyone of them, Batman just stares because the aliens are all running away and he's just so so tired and confused, while Marvel is covered in feathers and his unconscious enemies bloodā
Anyway I just think it would be really, REALLY funny to see him do stuff like this
DC Super Hero Girls has given me many things. But by far my favorite thing is they have the best incarnation of Bruce Wayne. And I say that not as like oh this is 10000% who Batman is.
No. I mean they have the best version of billionaire playboy Bruce Wayne. Better than even the movies have gotten for one sole reason;
I want you to take one look at this bougie himbo, one fucking look,
And tell me who in their right mind would believe this man is the goddamned Batman.
He is too pretty. Too well put together. Too big a himbo. Too covered in fucking camera crews and groupies to ever pull it off. No one would ever even fucking consider this gem of a man could do it!
But he does and it works so fucking well.
And, oh my God, it's my new favorite thing.
guys i LOVEEEE PJO, but. if I see ONE MORE FIC of Annabeth & Percy calling each other āWise Girlā & āSeaweed Brainā throughout the entire fic iām going to commit myself to a mental hospital. PLEASE. THEY HAVE NAMES. USE THEM.
THIS IS A LIFE-OR-DEATH SITUATION! THEY DONT NEED CUTESY NICKNAMES ON THE FIELD.
Something i haven't seen yet in Peter in gotahm fics (wink wink)
Batman, holding a phat envelope out to spider-man: here, this week's pay
Spider-man, skeptically: with all do respect, I don't do this to get paid
Batman: I fund the justice league, who do you think signs off their checks?
This was supposed to be convincing.
Spider-man, entirely aghast: the justice league is a corporate scam too??
Batman, clearly struggling: no, it'sā
Spider-man, swinging away, yelling about "not being put under uncle Sam's thumb":
Slow clapping erupts from behind Batman. He turns dramatically to reveal Red Hood laughing his ass off.
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